More Than Words
What is love? Did you ever ask yourself this question?
Many people imagine that love is an epic thing. Yes, it’s the only feeling larger than life itself. But also it’s a simple natural thing hidden in the small gestures shared every day, in the care, in the simple thoughts, in the time selflessly given to the other one without thinking of us, our work or career or needs. Time is something that we will never get back, it’s life out of our own life.
Love is in the way we make the other one feel, not a second best feeling, no concession made, no favour that should be returned. It’s the whole heart or nothing. The loved one cannot be “another”, but can only be “the one”.
So what is love after all? The trust , the forgiveness, the patience we give? Does it rely on words? But words can lie. It should rely on facts, on actions, on the level of involvement.
Don’t dream about love, make it exist and make it real. Don’t wait for anniversaries and valentines and prom nights and New Year’s Eve… There’s no need for too many words. So don’t talk about love, just prove it, simply give it. Show it.
Show me, don’t tell me
Love is the quiet flower
Blooming in our heart.
This is my entry for The Līgo Haībun Challenge